You think of me a simple joy in your life,
but it's probably cause of the coffee I hold,
while it's close to the nose is when you find,
that aroma is a pure pleasure and more.
I like your touch, every day it feels so pristine,
like when birds hug flowers in the spring,
exchanging heat is our daily routine,
and all I can do is be still.
Mornings I like, cause I adore your embrace,
while you pour your favorite drink or take a sip,
it's an easy choice, the latter is my favorite place,
it's a win-win, a fiery encounter exchanging a gift.
I can guess your mood by what you're having,
if it's water maybe you had a drink or two last night,
or perhaps you're wanting a great start to the day,
coffee is always on the menu,
tea is the meditation drink,
the ones that makes you think,
and I always think of you.
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